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Pcpartmcut*
For the Index.
Imagine my surprise upon
opening the last Index to learn
for the first time the history of a
little poem written by me twenty
sears ago! It was then published
in the index, for which I fre
quently wrote, was considerably
copied, and is found under dif
ferent names, with some changes,
in recitations books. But your
little story, “A Sermon in a
Stone," certainly is a strange co
inc dence, for so much are poem
and legend alike, that placed side
by sioe, one might easily think
the foru er was transposed into
the latter. I place them, as the
politicians say, “in deadly paral
lel;” and you will see the poem
b» ars date of 1877 I have revis
ed the poem since those early
days,ana it reads more smoothly
now. 1 clip it from an old scrap
book that it may appear in evi
dence.
A FREE SEAT.
He was old and poor, anil a stranger
In the gn at metropolis
As he bent his footsteps thltheiward
To a stately edifice.
Outside he inquires “What Church is this?’
"Church of Christ ” he hears them say,
“ Ah I .lust the plaee 1 am looking for,
1 trust He is in to-day.”
He pass, d thro" the spacious columned doo ’
Ami up the carpeted aisle,
And as he passed, on many a face
He saw surprise and a smile.
From pew to pew up one entire side,
Then across the broad front space,
From pew to pew down tLeother side
He winked with the same slow pace.
Not a friendly voice had bld him sit
To listen to gospel truth,
Not a sign of deference bad been paid
To the aged one by youth.
No door was open'd by n generous hand,
The pews were paid tor, rented,
And he was a stranger, old and poor,
Not a heart to him relented.
He paused outside a moment to t link,
Then again passed into the street,
1 p to hissboultler lifted a stone
I Ti at lay in the dust at his feet.
And bore it up the broad, grand aisle,
| In front of the rankof pews.
Choosing a place to see and to hear,
He made a seat for his use.
Calmly sitting upon the huge stone,
Folding bis hands on his knees.
slowly reviewing the wonhippers
A great confusion be sees.
Many a cheek is crimson'd with shame,
Some whls er together low,
And wish they had been more courteous
To the stranger old and poor.
As If by magic some fifty doors
Open simultaneously.
And as many seats, and books and hands
Are proffered hastily.
Changing his stone for a cushioned pew,
And wiping a tear away.
He thinks it was just a mistake after all,
And that Christ came late that day.
The preacher's discourse was eloquent,
The organ in finest tone.
But the most impressive sermon heard,
Was preached by a bumble stone.
'Twas a lesson of lowliness and worth
That lodged in many a heart,
And the church preserves the sacred store
That the truth may notdepart.
Lila
Vine Cottage, Sept. 1877.
A Sermon in a Stone —There is a
legend known in a certain locality of
London which preaches a strong sermon
on the freeness of Christ’s Gospel. The
Christian Life thus tells it:
One morning, years ago, as the organ
was pealing forth the opening bars of
the overture in a certain fashionable
and wealthy church, a poor old man
came in and looked about among the
closed up peww for a seat. There was
plenty of room, but no one bade him ap
propriate it. He walked up one car
peted aisle and then another, but the
daintily attired occupants of the pew
turned their gazes in another direction.
The old man, it is said, made the cir
cuit of the church, and then passed
slowly out into the street. Soon he re
appeared, bearing upon his shoulders a
good-sized granite stone, which the
pavers had left beside the road. Down
the aisle he passed once more with his
burden, and placing it just beneath the
pulpit, he sat down to listen.
A dozen pew doors flew open at once,
and the old man was beckoned to sit
down in a dozen different places
The lesson of that day was never for
gotten, and the people of the church
keep the stone as a rebuke, and as a
warning against the haughtiness of
spirit that would shut out the poor from
the house of God.
My brother-in-law, who had a
great fondness for good stories,
related this little incident to me,
and, as I understood it, it had
happened somewhere in histrav
els, under his own observation.
In this point I may be mistaken,
but the organ, the “impressive
sermon,” and the “keeping of
the stone”was added by my poet’s
prerogative.
Apropos is another coincidence
quite as striking. Years ago
when living in Savannah, under
the pastorate of Dr. Sylvanus
Landrum, I was ] r sparing, upon
a c rtain day, an article for the
Index. It had not yet left my
desk when Sunday arrived,and in
his sermon Dr. Landrum not only
used the thoughts I had written
ou",but in some sent mces, almost
the identical words. Meeting
him the next morning I told him
how he surprised me by throw
ing my own thoughts and words
out to his hearers. He replied,
“That was singular, but do you
know I believe the same idea takes
shape in many minds,even to be
ing clothed in the same expres
sions, and out of this oftentimes
grows the charge of plagiarism.”
If you think this of sufficient in •
terest for your columns you may
use it; if not, it will be no trouble
to throw it away.
To you a stranger, but to the
Index a long, long time friend,is
Lila T. Dews.
Newnan, July 4.
Forgetting Does Not Settle Debts.
If you owe a man some money, you
may forget the fact, but the debt re
mains. Forgetting it does not pay it. You
may forget your old debts to God. They
may causejyou no more pain. But they are
there yet, unsettled, and some day they
will find you out. Some day the remem
brance will come back with terrible viv
idness. ‘ Son. remember,” said Abra
ham, in the Lord’s parable to the rich
man, and then recalled to him the story
of his earthly life. Memory does not
perish in the Ife beyond. It revives.
You may write with lemon juice page
after page and no trace is left. The
THE CHRISTIAN INDEX: THURSDAY. JULY 16, 1896
writing sinks away and disappears. But
expose the paper to the heat and every
letter will come out in bold, clear out
line. So we write our life's record. We
s j e no trace, and all seems lost and for
gotten. But some day every word and
act will flash out Nothing that we do
fails to be recorded. In the judgment
day all will be brought out. Forgetful
nets is a false refuge
Keep Your Promises —Dr. Judson
wrote a few weeks ago concerning a
serious subject— broken promises to chil
dren. How sad a topic this is! Dear,
trusting childhood, how many, many,
many times have you been deceived,and
how early have you been led to know
how true David, the Psalmist, was when
he said, “All men are liars!” Teachers!
here is an important subject! Dr. Jud
son tells a storv of the great missionary,
Livingstone. He had promised to send
a little boy in England some curiosities,
bnt had forgotten to do so Being re
minded of his promise in a postscript
the little fel'ow had added, he was
' overwhelmed with dismay and confu
sion of face. ” Again and again he re
turns to the subject, and feels sure that
his young friend would forgive him if
he knew how much he suffered by his
fault.
Dr. Judson also tells how Sir William
Napier, while walking in the country,
met a little girl sobbing over a broken
bowl Napier said he would give her a
sixpence to buy another bowl; but, find
ing that he had no money in his pocket
he promised to meet her the next day at
the same time and at the same spot.
The child went away perfectly happy.
On returning home he found awaiting
him an invitation to dine the next ev
ening with some friends whom he par
ticularly wished to see. He wrote.how
ever, declining the invitation, with the
remark to his daughters. “I cannot dis
appoint her; she trusted me so implic
itly ” He was a grand man. but now
despicable and meat is one who delib
erately promises a child, but does not
perform.— Selected
A Son of His Mother “All that I
ever heard of Sir John Murray re
dounded to his honor,” say’s Frederick
Hill in his autobiography.
At Elinburgh, under his hospitable
roof, were often gathered the most dis
tinguished men of his time. This
marvelously kind person, whose quali
ties were good nature, a love of humor,
and a love of pleasant society, formed
a central figure round whom they all
gathered. A pretty story is told of his
high sense of honor.
An old lady who had quarrelled with
her adopted heir bequeathed her entire
property to Sir John. When the will
was read he found himself, to his great
astonishment, possessed of wealth, while
the heir presumptive found himself
penniless. Sir John made inquiries into
the character of the young man, and re
ceiving satisfactory answers, hequie ly
transferred back to him the whole
property.
Soon after this a lady Called upon Sir
John's mother, and indignant at what
seemed to her an act of quixotism, de
manded :
“Do you know what your son John
has done?”
“Yes,” replied Mrs. Murray, with a
happy smile ; “and he would not have
been my son John if he had done any
thing else.—Selected.
Hard Times. —We give a recipe for
keeping the times hard. Let everybody
talk depressingly. When any one fails,
put it in all the papers. Let us have
occasional editorials inciting bread-riots,
and political speeches on the wrongs of
the laboring classes. Let everybody
prophesy a hard summer, a very hard
autumn,an awfully hard winter. Let us
talk down instead of up Let us take
no account of the fact that flour is cheap,
and that the crops look fine, and God is
good. We shall in this way be able to
take another fagot from the poor man’s
hearth, and knock another pane of glass
out of his window, and hinder the man
nfacturer from employing him. All to
gether now—ministers, editors, capital
ists, and laborers —let us give a long,
deep groan, and keep it going, and the
times will be as hard as we could reason
ably expect.— Christian Herald.
His Best Bargain.
BY ELIZABETH P. ALLAN.
The stillness of Clifton School’s wide
corridors was broken with a burst of
riotous noise. Boys must make a noise
somewhere —somewhen ; the best that
their long-suffering guardians can do is
to pick the where and when.
It was the twelve o’clock recess ; con
sider how many hours this outburst had
been pent up in fifty restless young
bodies?
“There isn’t a bit of fun in rain,”
grumbled a big boy, looking dismally
out through the play room window at
the ball ground; “It just makes things
nasty.”
But it isn’t easy to discourage boys,
and in five minutes everybody was busy
amusing himself or somebody else. One
of the groups was gathered around Gor
don McMaster, known only as “Mac” to
the school, and “Old Mac” to his inti
mates. Mac was engaged in a trade.
“You’d better look out, Owl,” said
one of the spectators. “Mac is a sharp
one on a trade; do you know a wooden
nutmeg when you see it?”
“I know a good knife,” answered the
Owl, somewhat fiercely, “which is more
to the point.”
“Mac’s going to carry you off on the
point of his, I bet you, unless the leopard
has changed his spots.”
‘ Shut up, you fellows,” growled Mac;
“wait till your opinion is asked” But
the growl was a perfectly good natured
one; evidently the “party of the first
part” enjoyed his reputation for sharp
ness.
“I say, Mr. Sims, you ought to see old
Mac on a trade,” said one of Mac’s ad
mirers Clifton's youngest tutor had
come down to practice on the bars for
midday exercise, the rain being so sul
len and unaccommodating.
“Mac’s a good merchant, is he?” an
swered the tutor in a friendly way,
drawing himself up rapidly on the bar,
and dropping again.
i_‘My, my! A Jew ain’t a patch to
him.”
“I ll keep clear of him, then. But
what's his last venture?”
“You ought to have seen him cheat
the Owl out of a good knife, just now.
You know the Owl thinks he knows
everything. Well, sir, he had a first
class knife, a four-blader, tip top steel,
good as long as an inch of blade was
left. It was shabby, though; chipped
on the handle; one blade was broken,
and it looked old, you know. Up comes
Mac —you know old Mac’s don’t care
look—and in ten minutes Owl had let
his knife go for one of those twenty-five
cents things that never was sharp and
never will be, but looked as fine as Fri
day. Mac certainly is slick. ”
“I don’t think much of his bargain,
though,” said Mr. Sims, out of breath
and red in the face, with the way the
bar had treated him. He lost caste at
once by his speech, as was evident by
the looks of the boys’ faces
Now the boys forgot Mac’s bargain,
but Mr. Sims did not. How was he go
ing to show the fellow, he asked him
self, that nothing contrary to the Golden
Rule could possibly lea good bargain
That even if one left God and Eternity
out of the question (though God and
Eternity are the prime fac'ors in every
question), loving one's neighbor as one's
self is the only possible success in life?
"No amount of sermon will do it.” he
said to himself, and then he began to
look around for an example.
He had not intended his illustration
to show the back side of the picture:
alas! it came back side foremost!
For before tbe school had passed the
next month's examinations, a most un
welcome and ungracious guest hud ap
peared among them, turning the whole
establishment upside down.
Cruel in his treatment, hideous in ap
pearanee, cunning in behavior, impossi
ble to avoid, dangerous to meet —men
call him Diphtheria!
Twenty of Clifton’s fifty boys were
attacked with the disease, and shut off
in the little infirmary, where pain and
fever and weariness and anxiety—and
the brave young tutor, Angus Sims—
kept them company.
Thank God for the wisdom and skill
he gives us to circumvent the curse of
disease! Not on, of the twenty lost his
life in the desperate fight, though one
and another came to the edge of the Val
ley of the Shadow
And now, tired and dispirited with
the long siege behind them, and wearily
impatient of the equally long quaran
tine ahead of them, our Iwys gather in
the comfortable sitting room of the in
firmary, and pass the time in games
and chat.
Mr. Sims himself looks pale and worn:
he has not been sick, bnt the carrying
of twenty sick boys on his heart and
conscience has been no slight strain; he
iff oes not feel equal to any effort to night,
hardly even to listening to the boys;
yet, in an idle way, he does listen.
“Ah, Mac,” says one, “are you up to
your old tricks? Man, I believe you
would trade on the bones of your an
cestors!”
“Sunken capital, 1 suppose you call
that, ’ said another, with a feeble at
tempt at a pun.
But cunning memory—who can trace
her rapid steps ? —had snddenl y presented
to the weary tutor the picture of the
rainy day recess, the bargain with the
old knife, his own regret at the degra
dation of a rich young nature, and his
resolution to help, somehow. He saw a
chance.
“Speaking of bargains,” he said sud
denly. “we are getting tbe worst of a
bad bargain right now. ”
There was that in the speaker's tone
which challenged curiosity, and chess
men and crackers were shoved off
“What’s that, Mr. Sims?” somebody
asked.
“Where do you suppose we got diph
theria from?”
Those among them who would have
said that God sent it, were too shy, and
others who thought it came from the
devil, were more backward still. The
young man had to answer his own ques
tion, and it ran strangely near their
thoughts.
“I suppose we might say that the
devil promoted it, and God permitted
it, bnt the active, immediate reason, is
our own bad bargain.”
“We caught it from the village. Dr.
Gould says," suggested one of them.
“Exactly. But how came it in the
village? Because in a certain dirty
wicked street, men and women and chil
dren were leading unclean and unwhole
some lives. Was it any of our business?
We seemed to think not. We went our
clean ways and held our noses when we
passed Grub street, and thought we
were all right That is just where we
were mistaken. all bound
together intoof
the family There are
higher reasons than this for helping and
doing right by our neighbor, but among
us selfish mortals I don't know that
there is a stronger one. We ought to
have been trying with might and main
to clean that pig sty in Grub street.
But this mean old time you’ve been hav
ing is worth a great deal, if from this
time you know you are not safe near a
moral or physical pig sty.”
Mac was listening with the rest, duly
impressed with the new and lofty idea
of being his neighbor’s keeper; never
dreaming it had anything to do with a
certain old silver watch he was just
then bargaining away for a new dress
ing case But Mr. Sims was not done.
“The thing runs right through life;
runs into politics; runs into business;
now, for example, suppose that silver
watch of Mac’s is not worth what Frank
thinks it is.”
A shout went up from the boys; Mac’s
face got red; Frank looked bewildered.
“Suppose Mac gets in trade a dressing
case worth twice as much.”
“Face hurt, old boy? Headache?
Teeth pain? ' jeered the amused boys at
the angry Mac. They thought Mr. Sims
was poking fun at him, but the teacher
was tremendously in earnest
“Mac would get a good bargain, you
tbifik? I tell you. No. Frank loses con
fidence in Mac; Frank’s friends lose con
fidence in him; and every time he makes
a good bargain like this, the circle of
those who distrust him grows wider.
Now confidence is gold in the treasury,
boys; without gold in the treasury a
nation may keep its flags floating awhile,
but is bankrupt; without the confidence
of his fellow men. a man may seem to
be a sharp fellow, but he is a failure.
Hello, Timbuctoo Jones, you’re going to
sleep under my sermon. Punch his
head, Frenchy Bill. ”
“Mr. Sims,” said “old Mac,” one
happy day, when quarantine and quinine
were past nightmares, “what made you
try to show me up for a sneak before all
the hoys that day, about the watch? I
wouldn’t have treated you so, sir, not for
two dressing cases.”
“I tell you just how it was, Mac,”
said the teacher, his heart full, and his
voice a little husky. “That genius for
driving good bargains was spreading
among the bays; and i .’s a worse evil
than diphtheria, old man; breaks one
whole table of God’s law, ‘Thou shalt
love thy neighbor as thyself. ’ I just had
to use the knife on it, I did indeed, Mac;
see any signs of its coming back?”
Mac hesitated—colored up, and stam
mered out, “I—l don’t know, Mr.
Health Commissioner—l haven’t parted
with my watch yet.”
“God for you! If you have taken the
watch in exchange for a dangerous
habit, Mac, we’ll call it your best bar
gain. — Christian Observer.
Some English as Written.—An
Oklahoma editor expresses his thanks
for a basket of oranges thus: “We have
received a basket of oranges from our
friend, Gus Bradley, for which he will
please accept our compliments, some of
which are nearly six inches in diame
ter. ”
On a tombstone in Indiana is the fol
lowing inscription : “This monument
was erected to the memory of John
Jenkins, accidentally shot as a mark of
affection by his brother.”
A coroner's jury in Maine reported
that “deceased came to his death by ex
cessive drinking, producing apoplexy in
the minds of the jury.”
A Michigan editor received some
verses not long ago with the following
note of explanation. “These lines were
written fifty years ago by one who has
for a long time slept in his grave merely
for a pastime.”— Washington Evening
Tinted
(Ehildrcn’a ©oritur*
MISSIONARY MOTHER HOOSE.
Little Jack Horner.
Little Jack Horner
Sat in a corner,
Eating n very queer pie;
He sitw In n trice
It held everything nice
Front tbe lands where the mission Helds lie.
From Cev lon came the splee,
And from Chinn the rice.
And liananns from African highlands;
Thein were nutmegs and cloves,
Sent from Borneo's groves.
And yams from the South Sea Islands.
There were nuts from Brazil,
All the corners to till,
And sugar and sitgo from Slum;
And from Turkey a tig
That was rea'ly so big
Jack's mouth thought: ‘lt’s larger than 1
am."
There were pomegranates fair,
Grown In Persia's soft air.
And tortillas from Mexico.found there;
And there did appear
Grapes and grains from Corea.
And all of the things that abound there.
A Syrian date
Did not turn up too late;
He need not for ten to Japan go;
Tamarinds were not few,
There were oranges too,
And from India many a mango.
*• Now," thought little Jack,
“ What Shull 1 send hack
To these lands for their presents to mi ?
The Bible, Indeed,
Is what they nil need.
So that shall go over the sea.”
—M. B. Bnnks,in Over Sen and Land.
Our Corner is full and there are
some vtry pleasant talkers in it,
too. It is getting to be such a
nice place that people outside of
Georgia are thinking it would be
pleasant to be in it. A few days
ago we received a letter from a
lady in another State,who greatly
loves children and has worked
among them a great deal, and
she spoke about our Corner, ex
pressed her interest in it, and
promised to send us some good
things for it from time to time.
Which?
There is a little piece of paper
lying before us that we cut out
of a newspaper the other day.
We want it to lie before a num
ber of boys and girls, that they
may see it, think over it, pray
over it, and answer the questions
it asks. We once heard a prom
inent preacher say in a sermon
that if he could only get his peo
pie to think his work would be
largely done, but that the trouble
with them was they would not
think. We hope all our young
readers will think about these
questions, and then answer them.
Here they are:
There are two ways of begin
ning the day—with prayer and
without it. You begin the day
in one of these two ways. Which?
There are two ways of spend
ing the Sabbath —idly and devo
tionally. You spend the Sabbath
in one of these ways. Which ?
There are two classes of peo
pie in the world—the righteous
and the wicked. You belong t o
one of these two classes. Which?
Rome. Ga . July 3, 1896.
Dear Index :—I see that a corner
has been opened in the Index for the
children, and I am very glad to knew
that they take an interest in writing
for such a valuable paper.
We have a flourishing Sunday-school;
every one takes such deep interest in
the work, and it is increasing in mem
bership every Sunday.
Mr. Merritt Allen is our superin
tendent, and is loved by all the children.
We regret very much to say that Rev.
J. E. Hudson, our beloved pastor, has
resigned. Mr Hudson has been pastor
of the Second Baptist church for the past
two years. By his zealous work he has
seen the church prosper and grow in
membership
The Sunday school Convention and
Bible Institute was in session at our
church last week. The meetings were
very interesting, and large crowds at
tended them
As this is my first letter, I will only
write a brief one.
Earla Kendrick
Coleman, Ga., July 22. '96.
Dear Index:—As you have opened a
corner in the dear old Index for the
little folks, and I see so many nice let
ters from the children, I thought I
would try my hand also.
I live in the little city of Coleman,
just ten miles southwest of Cuthbe.t,
the county seat of Randolph county
My father is a Baptist preacher and
preaches at four churches He has been
taking the Index ever since I can re
member
Rev J. H. Corley is the pastor of our
church. He preaches on the Ist and
3d Sundays Bro. Corley is a very old
man, but sea splendid preacher.
Our protracted meeting will begin
next week.
We have Sunday school every Sun
day. Dr. F. S Rogers is our superin
tendent.
I suppose I have written long enough.
If this poor little letter escapes the
waste basket 1 will try to write again
Your friend.
Homer Knowles.
Bainbridge. Ga., July 6, 1896.
Dear Index :—I am so interested in
the many letters I see in the Index
from children, I thought I would write
a short letter. This is my first attempt
and I hope it will not be thrown in the
waste basket
I am a little girl of ten years old and
live on the beautiful Flint river.
We have a new Baptist church and a
flourishing Sunday school. Mr. Parker
is our pastor and Mr. Mathis our super
intendent.
The little children have a choir and
do enjoy singing so much.
If I see this in the Index, I will
write again. Your friend,
Olive Morgan.
Barnett, Ga., July 1, ’96.
Dear Index; —Uncle Jemmie Edens
stayed all night with us once, and we
would be glad to have him come and
preach at Barnett, where I go' to Sun
day school. Our superintendent is al
ways present at the appointed hour.
Last year I went with papa to
the Georgia Association in Lin
coln county, and went upon the
mountain. Don't you think that
was a nice trip for a nine year old
boy ? If mother 's well, lam going to
the same association in Warrenton next
October. I love to go to school, but I
don t love to hoe cotton.
Allen Turner.
Dear Index I saw “Gray-haired
Mother’s" letter in last week's paper
and it impressed me very much. lam
real glad we have a corner in the Index,
a paper that has been coming to my
home for a great many years
I am a member of the Falling Creek
Baptist church and Sabbath school.
Our Sunday school is getting along very
nicely, but not as well as we would like
for it to, of course. Bro.J .E Herndon
is onr superintendent, and he makes a
good one too Miss Delree Herndon is
onr organist. Bro H. M. Adams is the
pastor of our church. All the members
like him very much.
We intend to have a series of sermons
the last of this month I hope all who
read this will pray for our little church
and school, that we may be instruments
in God's hand for the advancement of
his cause.
How many of you have read “Earnest
Willie," or echoes from a Recluse? It
is written by Will D, Upshaw or
“Earnest Willie.” It is a real good
book and I hope all of yon will read it
at your earliest convenience. I would
be very glad if “Earnest Willie” would
be a child again long enough to write
to the children’s corner. I think all
would be glad to hear from him. I
have been reading some of Longfellow's
poems this summer. They were right
interesting.
Gray haired mother said for us to tell
about the books we had read. I have
read as many as almost any girl of my
age. I read a real nice little book (lit
tie in size only). “The Mind and Words
of Jesus,"and “The Faithful Promiser,”
was the title. The author. Rev J. R
Macduff, would take words spoken by
Jesus and explain them. It was very
interesting
I will close with best wishes for the
Index. Your little friend,
O K.
Elberton, Ga., July 6, 1896.
Quitman, Ga., July 5,1896.
Dear Index :—As I have been read
ing such nice letters in your paper, and
one from “Gray-haired Mother,” I can’t
help but try. I wish 1 could write nice
letters, as some have done You asked
ns, “Gray-haired Mother." to write to
our home paper, and not leave it out in
the cold. 1 think so too. Mamma has
been taking the Index four years and
I don't know how we would do without
it. No. I have never seen Rev. Diaz,
as you asked us if we had, but have
heard of him. I was so sorry when I
heard he was in prison, and so glad
when he was released. I am not a mem
ber of the church. I am only eleven
years old. Bnt papa, mamma and sis
ter are
'There is a new church two miles from
ns and Mr. McCann is the pastor. Mr.
S. H Pollard is superintendent of the
Sunday school. Our former one and
his dear wife have moved away. We
loved them so much. She was my Sun
day school teacher. Os course we have
good ones in their place, but we miss
them so much. I love to go to Sunday
school ever so much. I love to read
good books. We have some very good
books in our library. I think some of
them are real good. Dear friends have
any of you read the little book called
the “Giant Killer?” It tells us about
our own selves and teaches us a good
lesson.
I won’t think hard of you if you don’t
publish this letter.
Your friend.
Mary E. Lucas.
Halcyondale, Ga.
Dear Index ;—Seeing that you have
left a corner for- the young folks to fill,
I thought I would try to write some
thing so that you could hear from this
part of the State
I noticed the letter from "Gray
haired Mother,” and think it is just
splendid. It gives good advice • all
the way through. I cannot say that 1
am a member of a Baptist church, but
I expect to be some sweet day. That
is my belief anyway.
We have not a very flourishing Sun
day-school, but those who attend seem
to be very much interested in it. They
are going to have the church painted
again soon. 1 think that will add much
to the looks. We give five cents
monthly. Our pastor is Rev. A. L
Brantly. I think he is a splendid man,
and he is loved by all who know him.
We have a missionary society also.
It is very much like our Sunday school,
but both are building up rapidly We
meet every second Sunday and pay five
cents. I think it is to nice to have a
good Sunday-school and missionary so
eiety. A few years ago we had no mis
sionary society at all, but the young folks
have gotten the older ones interested in
it, and we hope that it will continue so.
I have not read many good books. I
have just finished “Robinson Crusoe.” I
think it is a splendid book I started to
read Milton’s “Paradise Lost,” but I
have not read far enough to get very
deeply interested.
I like to read the children's letters
and I hope to see this column full here
after. Your little friend,
Grace Evans.
Dear Index ;—Would a few words
from me be acceptable in the children’s
corner?
I think it ’8 so nice for them to have a
place in your excellent paper and each
one try to write nice, interesting letters.
I enjoy reading the Index It is al
ways a welcome visitor in our home
We have preaching every fourth Sun
day and Saturday before Our earnest
and ever faithful minister. Rev. A. J.
Morgan, is very much beloved by the
church I am looking forward to the
time of our protracted meeting, hoping
that we may have a gracious revival,
and that many may find Jesus precious
to their souls. Ido not only feel inter
ested in tbe people and churches of our
community, but everywhere the world
over. For fear of making my letter too
lengthy I will close.
Best wishes to editors and readers of
the Index. Yours most truly.
Humming Bird.
Smyrna. Ga.. Julv 1 1896
Grovetown, Ga , June 27, 1896
Dear Index;—This is my first at
tempt to write for this paper. I live
about four miles from Grovetown, a
station on the railroad fifteen miles
from Augusta—our market town. My
father is a farmer. He has a sawmill,
engine, gin and press.
We have a thriving Sunday-school at
the Grove church Mr. H. Heggie is
our much loved superintendent. Mr.
Carswell is our pastor. We have good
music. The general meeting will be at
our church the fifth Sunday in August.
We expect several ministers, among
them Dr. W. L Kilpatrick, of Hephzi
bah, and Mr. Galphin, of Augusta. We
extend to all a cordial invitation. God
bless our Index. Yours truly,
Tom Hamilton.
Molena, Ga., July 6, 1896.
Dear Index :—I am a little girl,
eight years old. I thought I would
write a short letter about our church
and Sunday school in Molena. W e have
Sunday school every Sunday afternoon.
I have not missed attending it this year.
Mr. J. H. Jordan is our superintendent.
The girls and boys have a pray-band
before Sunday school. We have preach
ing at the Baptist church the first Sun
day and Saturday before, in each
month. Rev. F M. Blalock is our pan
tor and we like him very much.
Your little friend,
Blanche Brooks.
Gainesville, GA.,July 3. '96.
Dear Index;—l am so glad you have
given us our corner again. As all the
other girls and boys have been writing
about their churches and Sunday
schools, I'll write about ours Rev. J. A.
Wynne isour pastor, and we all love
him, especially the children Prof. A.
W. Vanhoose is the beloved superin
tendent of our Sunday school. Now it is
vacation and I am having a happy
time. I will ask a Bible questicn
Where was money first used in the Bi
ble ? If this, my first letter, goes in
print, I will write again.
Ula Butts
| Can anyone who frequents the “Cor
ner” answer the question ? —Ed.]
Quitman, Ga., July 3, ’96.
Dear Index;—As I have been very
much interested of late in “Onr Cor
ner," and would like so much to be one
of the happy number, I will write yon
a few words.
We have a very pleasant little Sun
day school of 125 members. It is the
largest in the city. We have one of the
finest superintendents in South Geor
gia He is a trustee of Mercer Univer
sity, and his name is Capt. J G. Me
Call. He also teaches the Bible class.
Our Sunbeam Society, I am very sorry
to say, has gone down, but we are think
ing of reorganizing it, which I am quite
sure will be done in a few weeks. This
is my first letter.
Yours sincerely,
Marie Tillman.
Dear Index;—You have been so
kind to give us a corner. Mamma has
asked me to fill it, but it puzzles me
very much to write to such a dear
Christian pap< r. Papa and mamma
think it is the dearest paper published.
We have preaching the first Sunday and
the Saturday before, in every mort'i,
by our beloved pastor, Rev. F. J. Amos,
and also every fourth Sunday by Bro.
Hammons.
We have a good Sabbath school: the
superintendent, P. A Herndon, is a
very good one. I will close for this
time, but will come again lam a lit
tle girl twelve years old, and live near
Handy, Ga. Newel.
Cora, Ga., June 21, '96.
Dear Index; As I have never writ
ten to the Index, I will write a short
letter. lam eleven years old and live
in Rockdale county. Igo to Sabbath
school at Zion. Mr. Willie Hinnett is
our superintendent. Miss Lula Estes is
my teacher. Ido not attend Sabbath
school regularly, yet I love it. Mr.
Swanson, of Covington, is our pastor.
We had a general meeting commencing
Friday before the fifth Sunday in May.
Papa and mamma enjoy reading the
Index. Your little friend,
Eva May Bailey.
If spring came but once in a
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what wonder and expectation
there would be in all hearts to
behold the miraculous change!
But now the silent succession
suggests nothing but necessity.
To most men, only the cessation
of the miracle would be miracu
lous, and the perpetual exercise
of God’s power seems less won
derful than its withdrawal would
be.— Henry Il z . Longfellow.
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